The Odds

What are the odds?

Of myself traveling again

Across the seas,

Surviving the challenges,

The limits and consequences

To be with you

At this point in time?

 

What are the odds?

Of finding a new crib

New work, new people

In a town of uncertainties

And the approval of paperworks

To travel and see you

At this point in time?

 

I could be somewhere else,

Doing the exact same thing.

Yet the odds led me

Back to where you are.

Answers come on time,

Angels on their way.

All blessings to make

all these possible

Are surrounding me

Every single day.

 

So what are the odds?

I'm not a mathematician

to calculate the probability.

But all the signs!

The miracles!

The Universe is telling me

That a Heart greater than all,

Is cradling, guiding me.

Until this very moment 

And beyond.

 

You and I baby...

And our infinity.

What are the odds?

Everything that is happening 

Right now screams:

"IT IS EVER ON YOUR FAVOR!"

Love chose us,

and will keep us together.

We are just sooooo

Meant to be.

My Valentine, my home.

My happily ever after.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(c) angeljerlin

12/Feb/2015

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